Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Passing of time
The past joys all forgotten,
The angelic whispers,
Majestic night skies,
Scenes from a memory
Killed by the passing of time.
The present evils ever indulgent,
The seeming ecstasy,
Excitement of the moment,
Chains of new formed bonds.
Ignorant of the passing of time.
The future devastatingly certain,
The fortune of fire,
Red sea stretching past the horizon,
Sorrow that drowned eagles.
Unavoidable from the passing of time.
~ClouD~ blogged at
8:53 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...
I've actually started on lessons again. Not bad, quite cool.
Learnt new stuff, was so inspired that my fingers bled after practicing too much just now. Heh. Before I die, I must be able to play run for cover by MM.
Roar.
~ClouD~ blogged at
9:50 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...
Wow.the last post was ages ago.
Im getting lessons!
Math double test tmr. Gg. haha!
Ok ununderstandable post. I shall try to post more often next time.
~ClouD~ blogged at
9:40 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...
holidays are over.blocks are tmr.
God save us all.
~ClouD~ blogged at
8:32 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...
math gg.
binomial- dunno a couple of questions.
graphing haven tried
inequalities dunno from question 5 onwards
differentiation dunno from question 4 onwards
integration only can do question 5 and 8a.
~ClouD~ blogged at
4:22 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...
Castle on the sand
A sight of breathtaking beauty
the Castle stands.
Its exterior studded with stunning gems;
the inside glimmering an oneiric glow.
Piece and material they were all right
Time and labour all were sacrificed
Money and care dropped at its feet
Like a sponge, it soaked all up.
Its four great pillars,
each meticulously built.
Had the strength of giants,
and the depth of the seas.
The clear marbled floor a gleaming delight
hanging lights in perfect harmony.
The steel gates impenetrable even by mice
Wooden doors of pure mahogany.
No mistake,
No error,
All was perfect,
All seemed well.
But alas, the Castle
it was built on sand
The weak foundation
It began to show
The ground sank
its soul heavy
the weight of a burden
it was never meant to bear
The builders roar and rage
in horror.
Their fruitless efforts,
fated to fail.
In the distance,
a boy watches
An audible sigh
escapes his lips.
Though the castle
wasn't his. He knew
reality always struck
in ways like this.
~ClouD~ blogged at
12:34 AM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...

Yay. Won CSC this year! Finally i managed to win one of these after sooooo many years. woo! Now i retire also can retire in peace. xD
Holidays have been very taxing.
Its been a week, and i haven gotten much done, apart from the fact that I completed some of Tutorial 5B. G_G
It sucks to know that you have to WORK for the next few weeks. Especially when 1/4 of the holidays are GONE. omg.
My nordstrands haven come in yet. And with each day it doesnt i continue to doubt my decision. Argg.
Am I building a castle upon sand?
Arggg.
comeon. whats wrong?
~ClouD~ blogged at
9:52 PM
The Lone Ranger...
...I hunt alone...